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the car under his own power, and the official walked us both into the police station.
    The second that we walked inside, there was a man waiting by the door.
    “I’ll take it from here, Aguilera,” he said, taking my arm and pulling me away from the first governmental official, whose hand tightened painfully on my arm.
    “I made the discovery. I get to book them!” Aguilera’s face was red.
    “That’s enough,” the other guy said in a tone that meant that it was the end of the conversation.
    Aguilera finally let go of my arm and stomped off, muttering to himself.
    “I’m so sorry, sir. He’s new.”
    To my surprise, the new policeman unlocked our handcuffs.
    I rubbed my wrists, which were red where the cuffs had chafed them.
    “Not a problem,” Emilio said smoothly. “Thank you for taking control of the situation.”
    “I apologize sincerely for the…oversight.”
    They shared a glance.
    “I wonder how a baggie of Omega cocaine made its way onto my jet?”
    The new policeman’s eyebrows shot upwards.
    “Omega cocaine?”
    “Yes.”
    The policeman rubbed his chin. “Do you have it?”
    “Aguilera does.”
    I looked at Emilio. There was something going on that I didn’t understand.
    “Why is that significant?”
    Both of them looked at me like I was really slow. I just shook my head. Stuff was going on that I didn’t understand at all.
    “We should go. Is there any paperwork that you have to handle?”
    The policeman shook his head. “Aguilera should know better than to stop you, Señor. I’m so sorry that he wasted your time. You’re free to go.”
    My jaw dropped.
    “Just like that?”
    “Just like that.” The policeman motioned towards the door. “Please go.”
    Before I could say anything else, Emilio’s hand was on my arm and he was dragging me out the door.
    Finally, we were outside of the police station.
    “What the hell just happened?” I hissed, looking over my shoulder to see if there was anybody there.
    “We’re free,” he said calmly, as if we hadn’t just been arrested and handcuffed on his plane for cocaine possession.
    “I don’t understand anything that’s happening.”
    “Look, we’ll go to my home. All of your stuff is still in the plane. I don’t think that it’s a good idea to leave the country at the moment. Why don’t you stay with me for a while?”
    “I’d rather stay at the hostel. I paid for the rest of the week.”
    He pinched the bridge of his nose.
    “Listen…you’d be a lot safer in my house than you would be in a hostel now that you’ve been arrested with me.”
    “Safer? I don’t feel safer after I was just ARRESTED!” I couldn’t stop myself from shouting the last word.
    “Shh,” he said, putting a finger to his lips. There was a woman and a little boy who had turned around to stare at us.
    I thanked my lucky stars that they looked like Ecuadorians, and I hoped that they weren’t fluent in English. The woman said something in Spanish to the little boy, taking his hand and towing him away. Maybe it looked like a domestic dispute.
    Emilio’s hand tightened on my arm.
    “Come to my house, please,” he said again, but I got the feeling that it wasn’t really a request.
    He had all of my stuff, including my passport. Even if I tried to break away now, what would happen?
    So I decided to stick with him and figure out how it would play out.
    “I’ll go home with you.”

Not a Spy
Emilio
    I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding. I knew that she was headstrong, and she might be too stubborn to let me protect her.
    If anything convinced me of her innocence, it was her bewilderment when we were arrested. If I’d set it up myself, I couldn’t have hoped for a better result.
    If she had been part of the CIA, she would’ve told them who she was when we were arrested, unless she was ordered to go in deep.
    I considered the idea that she’d been sent as a spy…or she had planted the cocaine herself.
    I snorted and shook my